I feel like it will give me a heart attack.
This is the year we have had two G1 drivers in the house. In case you don’t know what that means, it’s a level of driver’s license that means a fully licensed driver must be in the car at all times. Sober. It’s a learner’s permit basically – stage two. horrors
If the student has attended a driving school they will be allowed to apply for their G2 in 8 months. Otherwise they must wait a whole year before attempting it. They can drive everywhere except federal highways. ( The really fast ones. )
Once they have a G2 license, they can drive on their own. Plus they need to be insured. Oh and they can go on the federal highways on their own. Ermegerd!
Thing 1 is a G2 and Thing 2 is a G1. For now. For the next 4 weeks. In the meantime we are trying to get as much practice in as possible. Do you know what that can do to a person? It is nerve wracking. For me anyway.
I know it has to happen but does it have to be with me? In my car?
I thought I was made up of pretty strong stuff but it is one of the hardest things I’ve had to do as a parent. And I suck at it. horrors
Thank goodness Thing 1 got his late and left for university out of town right after. One less driver to worry about. Thing 2 is a tyrant though. She wants to practice, practice, practice. ( Insert Jaw’s movie theme music here. )
I’m so sorry my darling Things but I have spent your whole lives protecting you and this is just something that doesn’t feel safe to me. Especially if you continue to refuse to wear the helmets. 😉